"Your shadow is amazing."
"Is he? Ha ha, thank you for the compliment, I guess."
Maxwell let out a dry cough, beads of sweat rolled down his brow as he cautiously took a few steps back.
A black tide of energy had emerged from his body and pushed the black blade away. Based on what the Robot Samurai in front was saying, the black tide of energy was his shadow.
'So that's what the skill 'True Shadow' is huh... Neat.'
Nonetheless, he wasn't relaxed in this scenario at all. Shi Lam was someone way above his level, and he was close to pissing his pants.
He was, after all, face to face with a being no human could ever hope to reach, much less his untalented self. Even if Maxwell was unaware of Shi Lams true standing... His senses were just telling him.
The entire group could come at not be a match for this one, however, this one wasn't hostile.
"How lucky you are."
"I beg your pardon?"
Shi Lam smirked.
